Mari Lovington Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, whores, right? Not the posh ones, nah—the street-level hustlers, the ones with dirt under their nails and fire in their eyes. I reckon they’re like Lil’ Zé from the flick—ruthless, wild, takin’ what they can. “I smoke, I snort, I’ve killed, I’ve robbed!”—swap that for a whore’s tale: “I strut, I grind, I’ve tricked, I’ve survived!” Same energy, innit? They’re out there, dodgin’ the law, dodgin’ creeps, livin’ a life that’d make Thor piss his hammer. Makes me smirk—mortals are so bloody messy, and I love it!

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THE ancient parish of Lovington, (fn. 1) in the shallow valley of the Brue just under km. WSW. from Castle Cary church, is crossed by a busy road which joins Castle Cary with Somerton .

Now, look, my work in psyscholigy always makes me spot details. I see how the charm of the local parks, like Riverside Park, also gives my fambly some peace. The kids laugh in the playground outside Eastside neiborhood, and oh boy, it reminds me of the duality in dreams from that movie. The park's winding paths and tiny bridges, like those in Mulholland Drive’s labyrinthscapes, bring out strange memories and thoughts... we swears!

Photos: Arthur-Lovington-Atwood-Hammond 24, Toledo Cumberland 20